Sunday, October 28, 2012

of pizza and dinosaurs


DINOSAURS AND BEYOND

Dinosaur pizza
Add some extra cheese
Ask for a job
And don’t say please

Countdown to Armageddon
I think my watch is slow
Bush’s son was up to no good
How was I to know?

It doesn’t take brains
It’s easy to lose money
Seinfeld is a riot
But The King of Queens ain’t funny

Time for a new lease on life
The old one sprang a leak
How does the brain function
When the body’s getting weak?

“You turned off David Letterman, now you must die”
Anybody else feel like that?
Bronstein burns the midnight oil
But Fat Guy just stays fat

Icharus flew too close to the sun
You can tell by the burns on his wings
Is it possible to believe in America
But also other things?

Romney and Obama going to war
Who do you trust with a child?
Animals are people with four legs
And they got to stay wild

“Stabilize your rear deflectors”
A monkey flies out of my butt
Everybody lost something
Now they all want a cut

The Roman Empire risen
The gladiator turned the tables
Neocons weren’t covered
In my book of Aesop’s Fables

Freedom of speech or freedom of death?
Can you unlearn not to think?
A candle for the archbishop
And I’ll have another drink

Little by little
The truth unravels
Was it all just another lie?
Some people worry and scream and yell
Others stay calm and cry

I guess you could say 9-11 never ended
Or is this called recovery?
I asked for love I asked for life
I got misery and drudgery

In like a lamb
Out like a lion
The climate is changing, and fast
Thank heavens my little Toyota Corolla CE
Was built to last

“Get me to the doctor”
Show me to the door
Stand up and change the channel
Bob Dylan said you can win the war
“After losing every battle”

Have we come to the end of all things
Or is this the Grey Havens?
Back in the day the Cleveland Browns
Became the Baltimore Ravens

“You were put here to protect us
But who protects us from you?”
I save my pennies and go to the store
But noone will sell me a clue

Cops and gang-bangers patrol the streets
In word if not in deed
“Dae wonna wanga”
“Teglowa Master Luke”
We all have a mouth to feed

Dereliction of duty
In the White House
Will impeachment do us any good?
Do you people sleep better knowing
That Big Brother trolls the neighborhood?

Food porn, lifestyle porn,
Who’s behind the lens?
Daylight brings me sinus headache
Bring paper and pens

Saddam Hussein and the kings of old
Enforced their wills with power
I look in the mirror
And see myself growing colder by the hour


“Don’t be dark” says Pollyanna
She’s probably a demon
Some folks learn to dance with life
And others stand there reeling

“Fight the powers that be”
Or just be pissed off all the time
Brian Kuhar turned to me and said
“At least it rhymes”

Dark days behind, dark days ahead
Will somebody please draw the curtains?
I never thought my lot in life
Would be that of an urchin

Friday, October 12, 2012

fight song?

Soup's on, Nipper!
Let's win one for the Gipper!
Order of the Silver Hammer meets the Brotherhood of Tea.
Making the bad guys walk the plank?
It serves 'em right, for heaven's sake.
Obama Buzz comes straight at Mitt Romney.

friends: a mental state?

facebook versus life

Mark Zuckerberg's 'facebook' web site
www.facebook.com
is a strange development in human history.
Back when?
Friendship used to just kind of 'happen.'
It 'occurred.'
Often, people walked in and out of your life, before there was time to smack them with a label like 'friend,' 'enemy,' or 'acquaintance.'
I"m no expert.
Who is?
Freddie Mercury and Queen?
You know, that one song about 'friends' they did.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImFc5bOEWl8
Their guess is as good as mine.
During modern times, Jody Watley seems to get a little closer to the truth with her own 'Friends' song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQRVBFi2sII
Here's the thing.
Like enemies, friends make their 'status' known in the blink of an eye, or, from the German, 'Augenblick.'
example?
case in point?
fall, 1983.
parkland junior high school, mchenry, illinois.
exhibit a) fellow 6th grader Brian Kuhar takes look at Bob, asks other 6th grader, Mike Lazar: "is that guy a wuss?" Lazar: "No, he just has wussy hair." exhibit b) random thug: "Are you Jewish?" Bob: "No..." thug: (apparently not convinced by answer) "I have to hate you."
Leaving aside whether or not the guy was a Nazi......
winter, 2001.
One of my Uncle Walt's sons had made a card for Grandma and Grandpa Dwyer. The message was essentially: "Grandparents are always there when you need them."
The card had been left in a John F. Kennedy bio, and Grandpa had gifted me the book.
Rough day, paging through book, I saw card.
Somehow, seeing that card totally lifted my spirits.
I phoned Grandma & Grandpa as soon as I could, for no reason other than I wanted to talk to them.
spring, 1982.
hilltop elementary school, mchenry.
During football game after lunch, fellow 4th grader, Michael Haase delivers me a devastating tackle. As in, I was 'jarred.'
so, angry, I made a point of clobbering Haase the next time he had the ball.
He was way bigger than me.
But I clobbered him anyway.
This is the kind of guy Haase turned out to be?
He hopped off of ground, said, "Nice tackle!" and returned to game.
Guy has still yet to take a 'cheap shot' at me in 30+ years of knowing him.
End of rant.